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... ed, and a ghostly scream echoed throughout the ward.
Thankfully, the soundproofing of the hospital was effective, and since there were no other occupants on this floor, it didn’t draw everyone from the hospital over.
Jian Qing was half-crouched, the blade in her hand still dripping with blood, while Zhao Xuan lay on the floor, gasping for air, her vision blurred by sweat, but still able to faintly discern those five severed fingers.
She wept silently, her other unharmed h ...
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